In their terror, the two masked figures could only watch as their opponent raised a finger. At that moment, it seemed as if the air itself had stopped moving.

They clutched their throats, their expressions twisted in agony as if all the oxygen around them had vanished. Within seconds, they collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Felix drew in a sharp breath as he witnessed the scene. Staring at the woman's back and her pale gold dress flowing around her, his mind went blank.

Was she a Grandmaster?